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A somewhat last minute effort by a friend of a friend to coordinate a trip in order to make use of a reserved timeshare resulted in me spending a week with good friends on the beach at the tip of the Baja Peninsula. Yeah, I can already feel the sarcastic pity from the Internets.
It turned out to be one of the most relaxing vacations I've had in a long time. Although I didn't get to explore much more than Cabo San Lucas proper and a bit of the beaches, I found the gritty downtown, the sensationalized commercialism and the stereotypical tropical scenery/ammenities/ambiance to be digestible for the most part. I did have moments where my observations manifested into varying degrees of annoyance about the state of the tourism industry in this part of the world, and I was careful not to let it culminate into a sense of smugness about how much better living conditions were where I came from. Overall, nothing was overwhelming enough to really get in the way of having a mostly worry-free and relaxing week -- and I do believe this may have been in some part due to the fact that I had the benefit of posing as someone already bought into the Cabo timeshare scene.
Serious observations aside, I don't have much to tell that doesn't involve the beach or drinking, but a quick list of activities that took place includes: spending hours at the resort either laying on the beach, enjoying the day-long happy hour, swimming in the pools/ocean, getting drunk at beachfront restaurants, exploring the city on foot, snorkeling in Chileno Bay, shopping (including bartering with the beach vendors), making sure Mandy didn't marry any pirates, and hitting local tourist hotspots like Cabo Wabo and the Gigglin' Marlin. And people, one of the most amazing things happened on this trip. I actually survived a tropical vacation without turning into Reddy McLobster! Not one sunburn the entire time! Do I get a plaque or a badge or something? As a pasty white girl, I consider this an award-worthy accomplishment.
Anyway, rather than expand on the events, I'll let pictures (below) tell the majority of the vacation recap. And no, I'm not telling what percentage of these pictures were taken in a state of soberness.
